Professor Gu's daily life in the countryside after his rebirth

Gu Jun was just coming out of the yard of the brigade headquarters when he met Zhao Hongmei who was jogging towards him.

Zhao Hongmei's clothes and hair were covered in mud, and even her face was covered in mud.

Seeing that people were coming out of the brigade headquarters one after another, Gu Jun felt that Zhao Hongmei looked a little embarrassing.

He was about to ask Zhao Hongmei why she went out in such a horrible state, but unexpectedly, Zhao Hongmei burst into tears as soon as she saw him: "Gu Jun, you should go back and take a look. Our house has collapsed."

The dried mud on Zhao Hongmei's face was now wet with two traces of tears, making her look pitiful and helpless.

"What? Why did the house collapse?"

Gu Jun felt that when he heard Zhao Hongmei's words, there was a "boom" in his head, and something exploded. Then he felt it was ridiculous. How could his own house collapse?

Then he thought of the village asking people to repair their house yesterday afternoon. At that time, Gu Mancang held the ladder from below and asked him to go up and check.

He saw that several tiles on the roof had been broken near the back wall, but when he thought about telling them that he would have to replace them himself, he was almost exhausted.

Thinking of getting lucky, I told Gu Mancang that everything was fine, but now I tell him that the house collapsed?

Gu Jun felt his legs trembling. If his grandparents and parents knew about this, would he have no chance of survival in this family?

To be honest, Gu Jun was a little nervous at the moment. Seeing that the people who had come out were gathering here, he made up his mind, pulled the crying Zhao Hongmei over, and hurried home.

The people who gathered around and heard the details looked at each other and began to worry about their own houses. After yesterday's heavy rain, was there anything wrong?

Zhao Baogen heard the noise outside the compound and hurried out, only to see Gu Jun pulling Zhao Hongmei away in a hurry.

"What's wrong? What happened?" he asked, pointing at their backs.

The team member who had just come out early heard what Zhao Hongmei said and raised his voice, "Just now, Gu Jun's wife was crying and said that the house collapsed."

Zhao Baogen frowned and asked the person who had just spoken again for confirmation: "Did the house collapse?"

"That seems to be the case. When Gu Jun's wife came over just now, she was covered in mud."

Zhao Baoben, who was originally planning to go home, suddenly changed direction and called out to the other staff members in the team: "Hey, let's go over and take a look."

Several brigade cadres didn't say anything and walked out of the brigade headquarters with Zhao Baogen.

The others who wanted to go over to help also followed Zhao Baogen.

Gu Zhan also heard about what happened here, but the Gu family no longer had any family ties to him, so in his heart, no matter what happened to the Gu family, it had nothing to do with him anymore.

After all, in the previous life, they were the culprits who killed Liu Xiaoxi. In this life, no longer associating with them is already the biggest concession he can make.

Liu Xiaoxi stayed with Wang Yan last night, watching the heavy rain outside the window without even closing his eyes, and waited until the rain stopped in the morning.

The heavy rain had just stopped, and Wang Yan hurried home.

Zhao Baogen's house is quite old. With the heavy rain last night, Wang Yan couldn't help but worry about the house being damaged. The only thing that made her feel at ease was that her daughter-in-law and grandson were guarding the house.

When Wang Yan left, Liu Xiaoxi felt bad, so she went to the kitchen and wrapped two white flour buns in a handkerchief and brought them to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan originally thought that Liu Xiaoxi was holding a corn cake, and thinking that the child was kind, she couldn't bear to refuse. However, when she took it in her hand, she found that it was actually a white flour bun.

This time Wang Yan said she would not take anything.

Liu Xiaoxi said that the buns were for Wang Yan's grandson, and Wang Yan accepted them hesitantly.

In that era, food was already in short supply, and fine grains were even more scarce. Liu Xiaoxi's white flour buns were an acceptable gift of thanks.

After Wang Yan left, Liu Xiaoxi went to the shed where the firewood was stored, took a bundle of firewood, and went to the kitchen.

Thinking about how Gu Zhan went into the rain without a raincoat last night, it was likely that he had to wear wet clothes all night.

So Liu Xiaoxi decided to cook some porridge for breakfast so that Gu Zhan, who had been cold all night, could have something hot to drink when he got home.

After half an hour, the millet porridge had boiled and was constantly bubbling in the pot.

Liu Xiaoxi carefully stepped over the puddle in the yard, walked to the wooden fence gate and took a look, only to see that there was no one on the road.

Presumably, he was not done yet, so Liu Xiaoxi went back to the kitchen, added water to the pot, and let the porridge continue to cook.

It was not until six o'clock that the sound of talking began to be heard on the road. Liu Xiaoxi went out to see that Gu Zhan was almost at the door of his house.

Gu Zhan was staring at the direction of the wooden fence from afar.

Seeing that the wooden fence was closed, he guessed in his heart that Liu Xiaoxi was still asleep and had not woken up. Being pregnant makes one tired easily, and she must have been worried most of the night.

Who knew that not long after this thought came to my mind, I saw Liu Xiaoxi standing cautiously at the door with his trouser legs held up.

Liu Xiaoxi has been eating and sleeping well recently. With her life going well, she has become much more beautiful, even more beautiful than before she got married.

At this moment, she was standing at the door, looking as fresh as a young onion, causing the young men who had just finished their work to look at Gu Zhan.

Ambiguous looks were cast at Gu Zhan, and some even began to envy Gu Zhan's good fortune.

Gu Zhan, who was envied by everyone, saw Liu Xiaoxi standing at the door. He didn't care about other people's eyes and vague inquiring gazes. He trotted all the way to the door of his house and held Liu Xiaoxi's tender little hand.

At this moment, the heart that had been hanging in the balance all night was finally soothed and peace was restored.

"Let's go, wife." Gu Zhan's voice was unusually hoarse.

"Ok!"

Liu Xiaoxi touched the back of his hand with heartache, pretending nothing had happened and followed Gu Zhan's force into the yard.

Seeing the young onions in front of them go home, the young men looked at the gate disappointedly and went back to their homes dejectedly.

After entering the door, Liu Xiaoxi touched Gu Zhan's clothes, which were still wet.

As soon as the two entered the house, Liu Xiaoxi handed Gu Zhan the clean clothes she had sorted out long ago: "Hurry up and change your clothes first. I'll go to the kitchen to bring the porridge."

Gu Zhan was already extremely tired at this moment. He had been holding on because of his previous worry about Liu Xiaoxi. Now that he suddenly relaxed, Gu Zhan felt that even his eyelids were tired.

I put on some clean clothes hastily. Liu Xiaoxi had already brought me some hot porridge and plump white flour buns.

Gu Zhan ate a steamed bun in just a few big bites.

Liu Xiaoxi felt distressed when she saw him eating so voraciously.

After breakfast, Gu Zhan hugged Liu Xiaoxi, who had been waiting all night, and lay down in the warm quilt to sleep.